[FM] Something New, Something Blew – I [31/F] finally made my new Airman [28/M] cum.

Posted on June 18, 2017 by DDfnord — 3 Comments ↓

Buckle up, we have to catch up. We’re only at the halfway mark for 2017 and I’m already drinking for two (ever go so hard on a weekend that you’re fairly sure you gave yourself fetal alcohol syndrome?) So far this year I’ve broken a toe, started a new job, gotten a promotion at said job, ruptured an eardrum from an insane sinus infection turned ear infection, had a MRSA infection develop on my face after I performed minor surgery on an acne cyst, shaved my head to support my friend with cancer… and I’ve started dating. On my weight-loss journey I’m down 55lbs; I’ve been hovering in the 160’s for a hot minute. Who or what am I dating? Even the doc overseeing my over-zealous monthly STD testing voiced her curiosity. “I wondered what kind of man you’d actually date-date…” Stop me when you’re surprised: he’s younger than me, good-looking, in the Air Force, hopelessly devoted to me, and we’re on the same spectrum- autism. He met me after stalking my Snapchat for a while, which he picked up seeing me on a couple dating apps but didn’t muster up the courage to contact me until masturbating in the bushes for a few weeks. Clearly I have to marry him because his whole hand fit inside me and I will only be one man’s Muppet. Our first actual date was him accompanying me to get my head shaved for my friend, then he took my QBall ass out to one of the best restaurants in Alaska, and finished up with an ESCAPE ROOM! He mentioned several times I was his Make a Wish Foundation date. Swoon, motherfucker. It’s goin’ down, I’m yellin’ timberrrrrr. Read more »

[MF] The First Woman to Ever Deepthroat Me

Posted on June 2, 2017 by von-scriptenstein — 4 Comments ↓

I realize that most of my stories make me sound like a all I have any interest in is fucking as many women as possible, and while it is true that I have a sky high libido and would like nothing more than to fuck all the time, *forever*, the truth is that on a daily basis I want what most people want, which is compansionship and a person to talk to.

That said, I have actually had a few long-term relationships in my life, and they have all been amazing. The first ended depressingly, with me being cheated on. The third resulted in some of the happiest days of my life. This is the story of my second long-term relationship, which began bizarrely and somehow just kept going.

I met a young woman at a club. She made fun of my shirt so I bought her a drink. It was an awful shirt, to be fair. I hate clubs and have no concept of how to dress for them. I wouldn’t have even been there if it hadn’t been for my friend Clubby, who would live her life in an endless dance hall if such a thing were possible. She liked to drag me along when she was trying a new place so that she could run to me and pretend I was her boyfriend if the vibe was all wrong amongst the club patrons. In exchange she usually bought me a few drinks but truthfully I would have done it for free because about half the time she managed to introduce me to somebody fun. Read more »

I am what I am. [FM], [FFM] [mast, oral, exh]

Posted on April 27, 2017 by DavidJannsen — 1 Comment ↓

Call me what you like, I am a prostitute, a whore, a hooker, a slut, a woman of easy virtue. I really don’t care. I get paid to fuck. I fuck anyone with the money to pay me. I am still surprised with the number of men who ask me why I do it. I tell them some hard luck story, a poor childhood, runaway, hooking to eat, and that seems to satisfy them. Some nitwits want to “take me away from this tawdry life” but I refuse. I am not ready to stop.

So why do I do this? I like to fuck. In fact, I love fucking. I love a man’s cock inside me, any hole. I love it when I get to fuck two guys at once. One up the front, one in the ass, or in the mouth or any combination thereof, is fine with me. As long as I am fucking, I love it. It was something I loved doing, a hobby, and I turned my hobby into my income. Read more »

[M]y [f]avorite summer with the college girl next door

Posted on March 1, 2017 by scintillating_p — 7 Comments ↓

This story took place around five years ago, but I still remember it quite well…

I had graduated college, and got a job in a small town. Finding nothing but overpriced rentals in trashy neighborhoods, I decided to buy a house of my own. I finally found a fixer upper right on a quiet street that was surrounded by mainly older families from what I could tell. Between a cold winter, work, and remodeling, I didn’t meet any of the neighbors other than a passing wave. Not much changed until spring had passed, and a warm summer was arriving.

I was outside doing some landscaping one day when I noticed a car pull into the house directly across the street. I could see the back seat was packed full of bags and boxes. I put two and two together and realized it was a college student returning home for the summer. My full attention was focused that way when I first saw the long blond hair come out of the car. I watched as a beautiful tall, fit, tan body emerged from the car, as I tried to not stare. Fortunately she was busy gathering bags and boxes to carry inside and didn’t notice me across the street. Since she was only wearing a tank top and shorts, I could see her toned arms, shoulders and legs, and knew she was obviously an athlete. The basketball hoop in the driveway that I hadn’t really noticed before suddenly became obvious. She carried her things inside and I did not see her again that day. Read more »

All For You [M][MF]

Posted on February 6, 2017 by coinneachf

In the room lit by a single candle, we lie on our sides, facing each other, our hands moving lightly over each others’ bodies… touching here and there. I run my hand through your hair and gently cup your cheek to bring your beautiful face closer to mine. Your eyes half-close as our parted lips meet. I taste your sweet breath mingling with mine, and I want more. The kiss become more and more intense as we lose ourselves in the sensations of touch and taste and scent. I feel the slightly rough softness of your tongue against mine. I want that feeling to never end…

The kiss breaks and we look wide-eyed at each other. The loss of contact is too much. I bury my face in your hair and neck and you moan softly as I suck and bite on your smooth flesh. My arms hold you tight against me, hands cupping and squeezing your perfect ass, and you hold me even more tightly as your nails lightly scratch my back. Your scent and heat are almost overwhelming. Read more »

[MF] Everything but a quiet night

Posted on January 9, 2017 by 2birdssittinginatree — 4 Comments ↓

The other night the wife was resigned to no sex. It had been a long and hard day at work for her and she wanted to call it a night a relax. I completely understood but wanted to try something on the more romantic side. I told her I wanted to just lay in bed naked and masturbate each other. I wasn’t looking for anything rough or passionate. I told her that we don’t even have to finish, I just want to enjoy the feel of her body and relax. Hearing that, she was more than happy to simply lay next to me and touch each other.

We started naked under the warmth of the covers, our backs on the bed and my fingers foraging around. I began to walk my hand from her stomach down to her lips, massaging and feeling her up when my hand arrived. Sliding in and out of her vagina slowly and smoothly. Her fingers brushed over my penis, which was slowly becoming more erect. She gripped it tightly, and slowly ran her hand down my shaft several slow and steady strokes. She stopped and continued to lightly rub my now hard cock with her fingertips. Read more »

Reunited… [FM]

Posted on January 8, 2017 by ANew30

It had been a few weeks, and I was definitely in need of physical attention. I was nearly aching every time I got turned on, even after several sessions alone and with my newest toy. I needed him.

I played pretty coy all night. We drank together and laughed at a show together. I didn’t make any moves or act any differently. I had waited this long, so I chose to pace myself. He put our glasses away and I walked calmly upstairs. He jogged after me, but when I tturned back, he didn’t smile or grab my ass. It was unusually reserved. I started to worry that I’d be waiting again.

As we got into bed a few minutes later, he told me how cold he was and slid right up next to me under the covers. This was happening. I wrapped my arm around his stomach and drew him close. Joking about my perpetual warmth, I said “Move your knee much higher and it will be quite warm.” He pressed his thigh up between my legs and tilted my chin up, laying a warm kiss on my lips. I wasn’t done, so I grabbed the back of his head and went in for more. Read more »